Poh hauled me backward toward another cubicle. Inside of it, someone sat drooped in the seat, facing away from us. A female, with a gaping hole in her skull and blood plastering her curly long hair to the back of the seat. Her head shifted, and her chair began to slowly turn around as if she'd sensed my presence.

I leaped back, choking on my terror. Poh's fingers slipped off my shoulder.

Click, click, click. The Saelises were almost upon us.

I couldn't stay ...